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la douleur exquise — n. jaemin

% synopsis: (n.) the heart-wrenching pain of wanting the affection of someone unattainable: na jaemin was the one skin you couldn’t touch, not anymore at least.

% themes: unrequited love!au, angst, one curse word.

% word count: 551

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na jaemin is holding her hand again.

he is smiling brightly at every single thing she is saying as if it is the most brilliant thing he has ever heard in his twenty-one years of life. she is dazzling, as precious as the world’s largest sapphire and maybe even more, you suppose.

he is brushing away her hair to see her pretty lashes flutter better, hating the way his vision of her beautiful face obstructed by the strands of silky hair. he is so painfully enamoured, blind to everything else in this world other than her existence.

na jaemin is so, so fucking blind.

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Pairing: Idol!Jaemin x Female!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst, Smut

T/w: Swearing, body descriptions, weight, alcohol, sexual tension

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"Y/n, come here," Jeno catches your attention, pulling you with him as he goes into the deepest part of the pool. Your legs work tirelessly to keep you floating on the water as your feet do not touch the pool floor, so Jeno had to keep you close to hold you by the waist. Sunset was nearing at this point, and you don't exactly remember when your fingers started going raisin-y.

Jaemin has been ignoring, well, you weren't sure, you for the past hours you've been here. A series of pool games have already passed and a couple of beer cans were opened by Jeno, but Jaemin refused everything you offered him. He settled with racing with Chenle or Renjun, never once meeting your gaze since he got into the pool.

"You look dazed, what's up?" Jeno snaps his finger to your face, bringing your attention back to him, barely.

Shaking your head was your best answer, because you weren't exactly sure for the past few weeks who and how to tell others about what's been happening. What if Jaemin wasn't ignoring you and you were just hung up on the idea of feeling romantics on your bestfriend that you couldn't stand him not talking to you 24/7? Difficult.

"You can tell me you know. Anything." Jeno reaches his hand to the side of your head, caressing your cheek while the other firmly grasps on your waist to keep you up the surface.

His eyes were sincere, like they've always been, and his voice was comforting, but you were hesitating more than ever. You didn't want to possibly make things weird between you all. You were thinking Mark and Mina's case was different, knowing they've liked each other mutually for as long as you can remember but just couldn't find the guts to tell each other. But this, you and Jaemin? They knew you were like fucking best friends for life. Why were you suddenly liking him? You were afraid Jeno wouldn't take it so good; he was both of your bestfriend after all.

"It's nothing, Jen.. I'm just happy to be here with you all after a long time," you admit, well also lie.

Jeno cocks his brow at you, and his hands travel down to your hips again to pull you into a hug. His arms wound around your frame snugly, lifting your head just a bit over his shoulder to keep the water away from your face. Jeno was warm, in contrast to the dropping temperature of the pool water and the cool night breeze. He was offering you the assurance you needed, at least for now, when the guy you liked, your bestfriend, was ignoring you.

"If there's one thing you're bad at, y/n, it's lying. You can't lie to me," Jeno whispers through your hair, his voice drowning along the sound of water splashing and the other boys' loud voices.

You subconsciously nod, sighing deeply as you closed your eyes. As much as you didn't want to ruin this little vacation of yours, it wasn't turning good as you thought. If Jeno noticed, then the rest of them must did too.

"I don't know what to do, Jen," you were slowly, finally admitting, and in the back of your mind you were silently wishing that Jeno's arms wouldn't let you go, because you had definitely no more energy to keep yourself up. You were all too drained mentally and physically.

Jeno just hums, waiting for you to continue as he moves to a more isolated part of the pool to keep you farther away from the boys.

"I don't want to make this weird for you guys." You admit, stopping for a while to check if Jeno was going to react any differently. Instead, his other hand rubbed at your back underwater as he answered, "I'm your best adviser, y/n. You know well I'm never going to judge you."

I know, Jen, but it's Jaemin and he's driving me crazy.

"Promise me you'll hear me out fully? And actually give me useful advice?" You say, looking up at his damp features, his lashes carrying small beads of water and his lips turning a pale shade of pink.

Jeno meets your eyes, giving you his eye smile and puffing air into your face, "Of course, stupid. We came here to enjoy but seeing you all sulky like that made me wonder what's going on in that pretty head of yours."

"Did you just call my head pretty?"

"Not the point. So what now?" Jeno pushed your head back into his shoulder, his arms wrapping fully around your exposed torso as he lightly lifts you up. You instinctively wrap your legs around his pelvis, getting comfortable with the way the water lifts you lightly along it's weight.

You gulp a few times, finding the words to properly tell Jeno that you discovered feelings for Jaemin, but the only words that got out were:

"I think I like Jaemin."

Jeno snorts, "You think?" His question had an accusatory tone to it, and your brain just had to tell you to answer back.

"No! I like Jaemin," your sentence comes out hushed at the end, realizing what Jeno had done and at what volume you were actually speaking. You mentally facepalmed yourself, hearing Jeno's nasally laughter hit your forehead and his chest heave of the enjoyment of exposing you.

"Like, like like?" Jeno confirms, and you just nod in answer. Your stupid mouth couldn't bare more.

"Then what's the problem?" Jeno finally says after a moment of silence, tapping on your back as he waits for an answer.

"That is the problem. I'm the problem." You huff, your voice showing how desperately you want to get over the feels so you can just move on with your friendship. "Why would I like my bestfriend of nine years? That's like I'm disregarding everything we've been through because I get giddy thinking about him."

"Why not?" Jeno answers, giving you more confusion as to before. "If you told me, by the way your bestfriend of nine years also, that you liked me, I would completely understand. You're my bestfriend. I'm not going to act all hysterical because I knew about your newly discovered feelings. I could feel confused at first, even flustered, but I'd actually be more curious on when, where, why, and how it started for you. It's a given that we would definitely understand you whatever the situation, but it just depends on how Jaemin will react."

"Exactly, Jen. He's either overreacting on everything or not saying anything. I don't know which I like more." You pout through your words, although definitely feeling a hundred times better knowing you have one of the boys to tell about what you were feeling.

"Just tell him, then. If you're afraid you'll kill your friendship with confessing your feelings, your small actions like that more the same will take a toll on your friendship. You being awkward with him, you getting tongue tied whenever he's there. Jaemin will notice it all in the long run, and I actually think he'll get disappointed if he knew you were hiding anything from him." Jeno turns you to face him, your face a mixture of sad and afraid as you hear the words you both disliked and liked to hear from him. "You know how he is, y/n. If there's anything I don't know about him, it's the way he adores you in his own ways. Only you know that, take it as an advantage and confess."

"You're the best, Jen," you admit, nuzzling your head back into the crook of his neck as he pecks your temples. "Of course, I am. Where's that confident y/n I knew? Bring her back!"

You could only chuckle, resting your entire being on Jeno aa you both watched the sun slowly hides behind the horizon while the sky turned different shades of purple, orange, and pink.

"Trust yourself, y/n. It's just Jaemin."

Jeno was right, but for now, you could only enjoy this beautiful view.

What you didn't know was, while the boys were busy playing volley, Jaemin was subtly (except for Chenle who had hawk eyes) watching both you and Jeno at the edge of the pool. He tried his hardest not to notice the way you smiled at Jeno, or the way Jeno was snugly pressing you to him, or the way you both looked completely like a couple right now. He knew he wasn't supposed to think like that, but he was feeling nothing but a bit of sadness, and maybe jealousy.

Jaemin knew he was such a weak player, ignoring you on purpose just to flush away his jealousy with you and his bestfriend.

Chenle swims behind him, tapping his back to get his attention. "You're so jealous that it's so cringy to watch."

Jaemin only splashes him with water, shaking his head and turning his gaze away from you.

Just then you look back at Jaemin, seeing him leave the pool, his body illuminated by the colorful skies and the dim light of the sun. His hair was perfectly placed on this forehead, and his muscled tensed at every movement along with the hitting of the breeze on his skin. He looked just as ethereal on stage and during times like these, and at that moment you were so afraid.

You were more than a hundred percent sure you liked Jaemin. At least you were certain, no one could change that.

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After a few more hours of hours of just paddling in the pool, Jeno accompanying your near-crazy ass from all the thinking, and Renjun playing with you from time to time, Jisung finally decided to call it a day. The sky was dark and the moonlight perfectly illuminated the stars, making it a magnificent view to watch after a long and tiring day.

The boys rushed to their respective rooms, and you all agreed to meet after taking a good shower. Except, your room had its own bathroom, meaning either Jaemin or Renjun would be using it too after you finished. Those two take the longest in the shower, and you were just hoping that Renjun would be the one sharing your bathroom.

Not that you didn't want to interact with Jaemin, but not now. It would be very awkward to just see him after a day's worth of him partially ignoring you, and you, just casually checking him out.

A knock was heard from outside your door at the same time you had just finished drying your hair. Your heartbeat instantly paced, and even if you didn't want to open the door, you had to just to be decent.

But Renjun never knocks, and there's only one guy in the dorm that knows how to.

"Jaem." You greet him, hesitantly moving aside as he opens the door wider to your room. You swore your voice quivered, but you were hoping he didn't notice. He was still half-naked, for fuck's sake.

"Y/n." He says back, sending you a soft smile and ruffling your hair as he goes in your room. He was carrying a small bag, maybe containing his essentials and clothes, so you didn't bother asking and just assumed he was just here to shower and then ignore you again. His arm muscles flexed in front of your face a little too strong for you, and you seem to notice it for no reason at all.

Is this what's it like to crush on someone you're close to?

"Is the hot water working?" He asks, his things landing on the foot of your bed. His hair was unusually attractive to you today, and you didn't know if it was that you weren't used to seeing him blond, or if he was just really this hot since forever.

"Yeah.." You awkwardly sat yourself at the edge of the cabinet near the door, waiting for Jaemin to go in the bath so you could actually breathe properly. You felt like his presence recently was enough to steal you off of air.

Jaemin lifts his head lightly at your direction, his bangs falling perfectly on his forehead. You don't seem to notice the way your (well, you don't remember who from the boys owned it) shirt slightly rode up your thighs, exposing a bit of your black panties.

All the boys probably had a peek of your undies a thousand times during the years you've been friends with them, but it was different when Jaemin was inevitably attracted to you, at this age, at this time, and at this room, where you were alone together.

Jaemin unintentionally let out a low groan, his rare deep voice coming out music to your ears. You suddenly perk your head up to look back to him, and he just the same averts his gaze and hastily grabs his towel before going in the bathroom.

"Wear shorts, babe."

A loud shutting of the door came after, waking you up from your trance as you felt your face heat up with indescribable embarrassment. You look down your lap, seeing how your panties were obviously very exposed to everyone that would come in the room.

You let out a squeak, realizing that Jaemin might've seen your lace undies, and just decides to call you babe like it was nothing.

Well, technically, it was nothing! You were just bluffing about now.

"Fuck this." You stand up from the cabinet, seating yourself at the foot of your bed as you hear the rustling of the water from the bathroom.

Just then, Renjun appears in the open doorway, drying his hair with a towel. "Where's Jaemin?"

You just point to the direction of the bathroom door, and just then a smirk appears on Renjun's face. His mouth points to your lower body, and then sends you a thumbs up and a toothy grin.

'Fuck you.' You mouth, raising him a middle and threatening to pounce at him as he teases you quietly from the doorway.

You decide to leave the room, following Renjun to the living room where the other boys sat, some resting and some playing mobile games.

"Where's Jaemin?" Chenle asks you, a smirk on his face.

"Showering in my room," you answer, your lips forming a tight line as you sat beside Renjun. He cuddles you to his side, his towel damp against your face. Jeno notices your lack of shorts, pointing and snickering at you. He knew some shit was about to go down. Jaemin wasn't in the best mood, and knowing well the boy was the most naggy about your outfits made him think you were actually doing this on purpose.

'Really, y/n?' Jeno mouths from across the sofa, and you just shrug, lacking energy to argue with him.

"Hey, that's my shirt," Jisung finally notices your presence, pointing at your shirt. So that's who, you thought.

"It's mine now." You snap at him, sending him a kissy face and snuggling down to Renjun's lap. You tuck your legs to your chest, sighing as you felt your tiredness hit you all at once. Renjun reached his hand to your hair, combing his fingers through the strands and pulling gently, releasing some of the built-up tension in your head.

You involuntarily let out soft hums of relief, subsequently closing your eyes and fully resting on his lap.

"Renjunnie is the best," you whisper, staying quiet as Renjun continues to pull on your hair.

"I thought I was the best?" Jeno interferes, blowing into your face, making you open your eyes. You poke his nose, pushing him back as you chuckle.

"You're all the best, don't worry," you say, dismissing the topic and closing your eyes once again. Just then Jaemin appears from down the stairs, his blond hair damp and covering his eyes. His eyes instantly trail to your tucked legs, seeing that you still weren't wearing anything other than your underwear. You still haven't noticed his arrival, Jeno and Renjun exchanging nervous glances with the way Jaemin looked at you.

The boy walks towards your direction, patting your calves as he towered over you and Renjun. He sent the boy an apologetic grin, but Jaemin only kept his eyes on your unmoving state.

"Y/n." Jaemin's deep voice startled you, and you instantly look up at him, seeing his unreadable expression and clenched jaw.

"Y-yeah?" You managed to say through a choked voice, feeling your throat dry up at the view of the very bare Jaemin in his white tee and shorter pair of sleeping shorts.

Oh, Lord, you gulped.

Silence took over the living room, Chenle quietly watching the impending commotion. All the boys knew hell was going to break loose tonight.

"Alright! Let's get the drinking started." Renjun pushes you off his lap, sending you instantly kneeling on the ground as you fell. Your actual savior.

"Fuck you forever." You lightly punch Renjun's thigh, and he only pulls you up with him as he stands up. "You said a minute ago that I was the best. Come on, let's get the drinks."

Renjun hastily drags you to the kitchen, leaving Jaemin by the couch and pushing the sliding door close as he glanced in the hallway.

"You're in deep hell, y/n." He says, handing you the smallest beer case and some bags of chips. You only tilt your head in confusion, managing to fix the food between your arms while carrying the beer case.

Renjun copies the action, mockingly smirking at you as he grabs the remaining alcohol from the fridge and filling his arms with what he can.

"You think you're so innocent, y/n. Literally everyone in that fucking room feels the thick atmosphere of sexual tension between you and Jaemin."

"I don't know what you're—"

"Whatever. Just keep quiet when you fuck tonight." He walks out the kitchen, leaving you standing there with your heart beating fast in your chest. Renjun knows too, and they're starting to talk to you about it one by one.

But wait, why the hell were you feeling nervous again?

You follow Renjun out, seeing him already setting up the beer pong table as Chenle and Jisung help pour the alcohol into the cups. The youngsters decide to create weird concoctions of alcohol on random cups, and you just wished you weren't the one to drink them later on.

Jeno was talking with Jaemin about something seemingly serious, seeing the latter look at you briefly with a dark look on his face before focusing back to Jeno. You shrugged it off, helping Renjun with the drinks and actually mixing drinks that won't either make someone puke of disgust or blackout of the effect.

"Hoxy, our devil bartender's getting to work," Renjun watches you from the side, a teasing smile on his face while the youngsters somehow watch you with amusement on their faces.

"You're first on my list, shoulder boy," You start, handing Renjun a cup of your moderately hitting mix of alcohol. You already knew each of their tastes, and the intensity just depends on your mood.

He wholeheartedly accepts it, dunking it in one go and seeing his face scrunch up of both satisfaction and burning.

"You're really it, huh?" Renjun places his cup back to your side, and you start mixing drinks in different containers for later. He walks over to the two boys on the couch, whispering something to Jeno which the boy chuckles to. Jaemin's face remain stoic, almost angry as he catches your gaze quickly.

You try to shrug it off, though the lingering feeling of his gaze on you since earlier made ripples in your stomach and at the back of your neck.

Still, what tension was Renjun talking about?

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